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6 mos ago
Current I feel like the guild should have a different section for those that were born after the guild
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6 mos ago
Don't let lack of original thought stop you from posting in the status bar. It never stops anyone else
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6 mos ago
I made the mistake/choice of listening to a Star Wars audiobook now I feel an old familiar itch returning
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3 yrs ago
Ahsoka been out for weeks now where all the Star Wars rps at
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4 yrs ago
Desire for Star Wars or Stargate roleplay intensifies
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S E P

E V I L S C O T T I S H G U Y


So I have been on the Guild for a long, long, long, long, long, long, LONG time. I first joined the OldGuild around, my best guess would be 2012? I've been active in the Star Wars scene on the Guild since then, there have been very few games based around that genre that I haven't at least nosed my way in on. My very first game was a Star Wars game and that's what actually really got me into the Star Wars Franchise.

It's weird to think but I am such a major Star Wars nerd these days, yet before I was on the Guild I wasn't. I got into a Star Wars RP, got onto the Wikia, and then away I went into a spiral of nerd-om that I currently live within. I've grown since then, I game quite a bit, I write when I can. I have a wikia full of a lore to my own original creative universe and play around with some 'cool' comic book nerds.

Active Roleplays:

Roleplays I miss:

One Universe: Unlimited - A Marvel/DC Comics Roleplay by @Master Bruce
Ultimate One Universe by @Master Bruce
No Turning Back by Me.
Star Wars: Galaxies at War by Me.
Absolute Comics by a load of people.
Ultimate One Universe: Emergence - by @Master Bruce and [@Sep]

Most Recent Posts

@Sep Yes, as i said, just a case of "Channelling that much power had unforeseen consequences." Which is a staple of the Flashpoint event in general.


But he didn't do a Flashpoint, he traversed from one universe to another
@mattmanganon okay just to clarify then Wally is from a different universe than Bailey was, he didn't do much travel in time as move universe
When the boy attempted to go for one last attack, suddenly... Lightning lanced through the entire world. Golden bolts, something was happening. "What in the Gods?!" He managed to yell, just before disappearing. Bailey watched as Shazam arrived back at the rock, approaching the statue of Solomon, he put his hand on it and his eyes glowed an intense white. "That damnable Speed Force, it's champions are reckless beyond imagining... No... No that's not possible... The boy was right there. No... No, he can't just be gone... From this timeline, from ALL timelines." He grunted. "How is this possible? The Web of Life? But... That is New God magics..."


May I inquire what one means by this
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Somehow, I don't think Martians will stay a secret for long.


SWORD is gonna be mad at Waller. First the US Gov keeps warbird from them now this.
Happy Secretive Saturday, where secrets and conspiracies come head to head.

All the Martians are now on their ways to their next story beats.


Argus being meanies and keeping the knowledge of Martians to themselves.
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I'm cool then to connect Agent Black/S.W.O.R.D. by extension to Damage Control with the fallout in Metropolis?


Yeah, everyone is free to use Damaged Control. I'm using them as an extension of the SWORD/SHIELD family.
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BASED. BASED. BASED.


It's going to be my story tool for 'Hey you guys did an event and you're struggling to end it, so why don't the Government show up and tell you to get your shit together'
The warbling and the trilling roused him, pulling him from his stupor and bringing him back to his senses. Krang coughed through a throat full of smoke, his lungs burning. Adrenaline shot through his system, bringing him back to his senses. The X-Wing bobbed and weaved slightly, then he looked out in panic as the nose of the craft, all broken and bruised, started to tip below the waterline. The cracks in the hull filling with water. Slapping one control, he watched as his bag of gear appeared in a flurry of bubbles. With his free hand, he undid his restraints and hit the switch to pop open the canopy. There was a dull thunk, and he pushed against the canopy, but it didn't open.

He tried it again. Thunk. Looking back at the controls, he scanned over them, as he noticed various switches and lights flickering on and off indiscriminately. The water was seeping into the system and shorting out the electrics. A sense of urgency was evident in his movements now; he pulled the manual releases, then heaved on the heavy transparisteel cockpit, forcing its hinge to give way. The humidity assaulting him, he looked up as the remaining TIE fighters performed a perfect spiral, then dove and shot off into the distance. Looking towards the shore, he could faintly see figures on the beach, which were no doubt the rebels he was supposed to rendezvous with. Jumping out of the seat, he grabbed his bag and swam for shore.

The water was shallow, just barely too deep to stand, as he kicked he tried his best to listen to the sounds going on around him. Every time Krang's head dipped beneath a lazy wave and he lost track of the world around him, his heart rate increased. He had already been ambushed once today, very nearly twice. To say he was on edge was a distinct understatement. A shadow crossed over his head as he surfaced, and he stood. His heavy feet sank slightly into the thick mud beneath him. A Gozanti-Cruiser passed overhead, two AT-ST scout waters hung from its belly. Followed shortly by a Sentinel-Class shuttle. Already laser fire started to go out between the rebels on the beach and the larger vessels, as the cruiser dropped low over the shallows it shook slightly as the walkers dropped into the water in a resounding splash. Their knee joints bending slightly to absorb the shock of impact.

Heavy laser cannon shots of angry red energy lanced into the rebel position, and he winced. The shuttle would be carrying at least a squad of stormtroopers. He was effectively cut off from his support, the only thing he had that could make a dent in the walkers was a well-placed thermal detonator and there wasn't any guarantee that he could make that shot from this far away. He looked around, panic setting in. For any other beach, any other angle of attack he could take or any other avenue for retreat that he could possibly find.
Two posts in one day, who am I? @Lord Wraith


The heroes stood gathered, discussing their victory and how to proceed as the city burned around them. Sirens blared, and people continued to scream and shout for help. Rain dropped slowly from the sky, whether the sky itself cried for the wounded and the fallen, or it was the doing of Thor, it couldn't be said. There was a roar of tyres as a black SUV rounded the corner near the heroes' congregation point. Unknowingly driving straight past Arthur Curry and his father as they fled into the city in an attempt to get away. The door to the SUV opened as a group of work trucks rounded the corner, and some stopped earlier than others. Dispelling men in grey coveralls, orange high vis. They moved in harmony, like synchronised swimmers. They didn't appear to communicate; they just got on with it.

Some wore arm bands with the red cross; those ran escorted by several of the regular workers. Meanwhile, the car at the front, which approached Thor and the ensemble of would-be heroes, came to a stop. Its door opened, and a man in a grey, smartly cut suit stepped out.



"I don't know who you all are -" He nodded to Thor. "-Except for you, you have friends in far-reaching places it seems." Agent Phil Coulson reached into his jacket and pulled out a sealed envelope; the insignia on it indicated it came from Frost Industries. Phil hadn't dared to break the seal; he wasn't entirely sure where the letter had come from, just that he had been told to deliver it to 'Thor'.

"I've been told to give you a choice: you either disperse or you come in for a debrief. The powers-that-be think there has been enough excitement for today. Let us handle the cleanup; we're the best there is. He looked around the unlikely group of allies, the heroes that had come together in the time of need. He knew that there were projects, groups of superpowered individuals working for various agencies and societies but this was the first time since the Justice Society that an unaffiliated group of heroes came together to do something good.

Perhaps the world was changing.
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